I watched you, a perfect holewith a flimsy heart.
And dreams of paper planes
and pyramids...
I borrowed your smile for the weekend.
I borrowed your smile for the weekend.
Made truth of big places in this small town.
And I no longer watched my footsteps
as I walked.
as I walked.
2 comments:
There's a girl... with toy horsies! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
In your poem, I have no interest. Being that I didn't write it myself, you see. If I had written it, and you had put it on your blog, then I would be interested. How dare you put it on your blog? How very dare you?!?
You are the scum between my toes.
Love, Alphalphashlee
(chuckles)
You shall now call me the almighty Alphalphashlee.
Again, amazing! In Jersey, we have a specialist publishing school for stiving authors & poets..check it out! Then we could be neighbours! Yay!
*jumps up and down*
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